In an elegant and quiet restaurant, a woman in a white dress is playing the piano elegantly.
On the booth sofa nearby, a little girl with short black ponytails and a face as beautiful as a porcelain doll silently looked at the woman's nimbly fingers on the black and white piano keys, her black gem-like eyes showing admiration and admiration.
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Several restaurant waiters surrounded the little girl, clapping their hands and singing a birthday song to her: "Happy birthday to you~"
There are six candles on the luxurious double-layer cake on the table, and the plastic insert reads "Happy 6th birthday, little An He" in colorful words.
The woman in the white dress finished playing the piano and returned to her daughter with a smile: "An'an, the brothers and sisters in the restaurant are all singing to wish you a happy birthday. Have you said thank you to your brothers and sisters?"
"Thank you, brothers and sisters." An He bowed to everyone.
The waiters were infected by the little girl's cute appearance. Everyone was in high spirits and their faces were filled with joy.
"Blow out the candles and make a wish, little birthday girl." A waitress put a cartoon crown made of golden cardboard on An He's head.
An He looked at the woman in a long white dress accompanying him. After receiving a slight nod of encouragement and promise from the woman, she clasped her hands and closed her eyes to make a wish.
About ten seconds later, An He opened his eyes after completing his wish and blew out all the candles in one breath.
"Sister, can you help me cut the cake? Which piece do you want, birthday boy?" A waitress with braids smiled and picked up the knife, fork and plate.
There was a hesitant expression on An He's face. She seemed to have thought deeply. She gestured with her fingers on the cake and said, "This one with strawberries is for dad, and this one with more chocolate is for Aunt Huaixia. She likes it."
Sweet, this one with crunchy cookie sticks is for Komori..."
The sound of her earnestly dividing the cake was interrupted by the sudden sound of glass breaking. The glass wall on the street side of the restaurant suddenly shattered, and a bunch of bullets flew from the outside, attacking everyone in the restaurant indiscriminately.
The smile of the waitress who was about to cut the cake froze, and the blood spattered from her chest fell on the snow-white cream on the top of the cake, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
The woman in a white dress threw her daughter down and protected her tightly with her body.
"Don't be afraid, An An. Don't be afraid, mom is here."
The shooting outside has not stopped, and there are wails and screams everywhere in the restaurant.
The woman in a white dress covered An He's ears and lay down under the dining table to avoid the bullets.
The painful figure of the hit waitress was heard from the side. The woman raised her head and leaned over to help her hold the wound to stop the bleeding: "Believe in the Security Bureau, the Security Bureau will come to save us."
A few minutes later, the gunfire stopped, and someone kicked down the door of the restaurant, which was riddled with bullets, and broke in.
The leader was wearing a full-body exoskeleton armor, holding an assault rifle in his hand, and was followed by seven or eight armed thugs with guns.
"Hey, is Ms. Yan Yaqin here? Is she still alive?" A thug with a red scarf on his head shouted at the top of his lungs.
The leading attacker wearing an exoskeleton armor walked straight to the service desk of the restaurant and pulled up the man who was hiding under the table: "Is your restaurant a membership-only restaurant? Can you help me check with Ms. Yan Yaqin?"
Which table did you reserve?"
The front desk manager of the restaurant is a gentle man wearing glasses. When the bullets were fired, he was so scared that his legs were weak under the table. But at this time, he had the courage to reject the attacker's request: "I'm sorry, this is the member's privacy."
, we have no right to disclose it.”
"Oh." The attacker in the exoskeleton armor put a pistol to the manager's head and pulled the trigger.
The harsh gunshots echoed in the restaurant, and the front desk manager fell under his job, with blood covering his lenses.
"The waiter under the table over there, come here! Stop hiding!" The attacker waved to the distance.
What he saw was the waitress who was wounded by a bullet.
"An'an, hide and don't come out."
The woman in a long white dress patted her daughter's head tenderly, stood up and walked out of the booth.
She raised her hands and stood in front of the attackers. Facing the row of guns pointed at her, she said loudly: "I am the Yan Yaqin you are looking for."
"Oh?" The thug with a red scarf on his head took out a mobile phone and threw it at Yan Yaqin's feet, "Call your husband."
Yan Yaqin frowned coldly: "Call my husband? So that he can send people to destroy you?"
"He comes when he wants. We can't ask for anything more." The attacker wearing exoskeleton armor sneered.
The thug with a red scarf on his head urged impatiently: "Beat me if you are told! Don't be mean!"
At this time, the administration's emergency news announcement appeared on the only undamaged TV in the restaurant.
"Notice... Starzhou City has suffered an unprecedented terrorist attack. Citizens are asked not to go out. Criminals are besieging the city hall. The soldiers of the Security Bureau who defend the order of the Iron Dome will not retreat. Victory will eventually belong to us."
Yan Yaqin, who had already picked up her phone, put it down again and said to a group of angry-looking thugs: "My husband is performing his duties. As a good wife, I shouldn't disturb him at this time."
"Okay, madam, you are very brave. The sect respects your wishes and hopes that your soul can return to Mother Earth."
The attacker in the exoskeleton armor waved to his men, then turned around.
The thug with a red scarf on his head pointed his gun at Yan Yaqin.
The next second, a gunshot rang out.
The attacker wearing exoskeleton armor found that his right side of vision was covered with a sticky red layer.
What is going on? He was stunned for a moment.
Hey, hey, hey... are you kidding me? Can blood splash so far?
Yan Yaqin was obviously several meters away from them, not to mention that she was still standing with her back turned.
Before he could figure it out, gunshots and screams kept coming one after another.
He turned around hurriedly and saw the boy with a red scarf on his head falling to the ground, a bullet piercing his temple.
Other followers were lying around, all mortally wounded.
Except for one or two of the fallen thugs who were still struggling in agony, the rest had already expired.
"Hey, you're a loner. With this little ability, you still want to cause trouble for Captain An?"
The uninvited guest, who had killed all his men within 20 seconds, let out a contemptuous laugh and walked in from the main entrance of the restaurant.
She was a woman who looked extremely heroic at first glance.
The black hair was simply tied into a ponytail with a red rope. The open black trench coat of the Security Bureau was paired with a standard white shirt, but the tie was tied a little crookedly.
Her weapon is only a Colt pistol, but her whole body exudes an unstoppable aura.
The attacker wearing exoskeleton armor and holding an automatic rifle subconsciously took a step back.
"Huaixia..." Yan Yaqin covered her mouth and cried with joy.
She didn't know how Chen Huaixia came here, but Chen Huaixia's appearance gave her unlimited hope.
This best friend is an elite S3 member of the Security Bureau. In the words of her husband An Zhitian, she is "a Godzilla who can dismantle mechas with her bare hands." Although it is a joke, it is enough to prove Chen Huaixia's power.
"The vision on the right side of your visor is covered with blood, why don't you wipe it off?"
Chen Huaixia casually tore off a piece of tablecloth and threw it at the other party.
The tablecloth opened and rotated in the air, blocking each other's sight.
"A boring trick."
The attacker wearing exoskeleton armor had already locked onto Chen Huaixia with the fire control system of the armored microcomputer.
The automatic rifle opened fire, and the bullets tore the tablecloth into pieces. Chen Huaixia, who was hiding behind, avoided all the ballistic paths with incredible movement.
"You...who are you?" the attacker panicked.
In his desperation, he planned to forcefully use rifle grenades regardless of the indoor environment.
The small grenade launcher mounted on the automatic rifle was aimed at the smart black windbreaker. The moment the armored fire control system captured the opponent's trajectory, the attacker pressed the launch button hard.
"Hey, where are you playing?"
The attacker's eyes flashed, and Chen Huaixia appeared in front of him as if in the blink of an eye, grabbing the rifle and lifting the barrel upwards.
The grenade hit the ceiling diagonally behind her. The explosion was filled with dust and smoke, and debris fell like a waterfall from the hole in the ceiling.
The next second, the muzzle of the Colt pistol was pressed against the digital sensor located in the center of the attacker's visor.
Chen Huaixia fired three shots in a row, destroying the main sensor in the center of the armor's visor and the secondary sensors on both sides. The attacker inside the armor suddenly lost the ability to rely on electronic equipment to observe the outside.
Since his visor had been stained with blood, his visual field of vision was also greatly weakened.
Watching the attacker wearing exoskeleton armor spinning around in circles like a headless fly, Chen Huaixia calmly dodged the bullets he fired randomly while removing the magazine and replacing the pistol with powerful ammunition with armor-breaking capabilities.
Then she moved to the back of the armor and fired at the energy and power department, which had the weakest protection.
Amidst the deafening sound when the high-power ammunition was fired, the armor that lost energy fell heavily.